impatience

When Luo Fei clicked on the voice, he heard the "help me" clearly, but the next second, the message was withdrawn, his heart jumped suddenly, and he called Mo Ziyi, but was repeatedly called. After hanging up, Luo Fei immediately called a department manager of the company: "The company that did maintenance for us last time, do you have the phone number of their general manager?"

"Yes, is your name Zhang Ran?"

"Yes, give me his phone number."

Luo Fei immediately called Zhang Ran: "Where did Mo Ziyi go today?"

Zhang Ran was a little puzzled and asked, "Who are you?"

Luo Fei suppressed his breath and said in a low voice, "I'm Luo Fei. I have something to do with Mo Ziyi. He didn't answer my call. Do you know where he went?"

Zhang Ran reported the name of the clubhouse, and then said: "He told me not long ago that he had a few drinks and was about to leave. I don't know where he is now, he might still be in the box, so he didn't hear your call."

"Okay, I see, thank you."

Luo Fei hung up the phone, closed his eyes to estimate the distance, then opened his eyes, and said to the driver in a deep voice, "We will arrive within 2 minutes."

"Yes."

Luo Fei picked up his phone and made another call.

"Uncle He, transfer some people for me."

When the man reached for his belt, Mo Ziyi exhausted all his strength and hit the man's lower abdomen with his elbow backwards. While he was in pain, he fell off the sofa and picked up a wine bottle on the ground. Holding the bottle in his hand, there was a hint of gnashing of teeth on that originally non-aggressive face.

"What are you struggling for? You are already like this. If you don't obediently suffer the fuck, you will only be suffocated." Jiang Yun snorted coldly, with a face full of sarcasm, "I kindly asked someone to help you vent, and you are so ungrateful?"

"Get out!" Mo Ziyi was trembling all over. He smashed the wine bottle on the coffee table, pointed the sharp stab at them, and repeated in an unsteady voice, "Get out!"

Jiang Yun winked, the broken wine bottle in Mo Ziyi's hand was snatched away by the man in the next second and thrown aside, he was pulled up again, the man swept all the wine glasses on the coffee table to the ground, and Mo Ziyi Crush easily on cold tabletops.The cold wine left on the table mixed with hot sweat, Mo Ziyi was trembling all over, and was about to cry uncontrollably.

"Tsk, it looks really good, do you want to try it later?" Jiang Yun asked the people around him with a smile.

"Okay, hahahahahahaha!"

"Then hurry up, or when will it be your turn?"

"Yo, so anxious?"

……

Ruthless and disgusting laughter rang above Mo Ziyi's head. His fingers were hopelessly pressed against the table, the back of his head was pressed hard by a palm, his face was pressed against the table, his nose was full of alcohol, and his clothes were covered with dust. He lifted it up, half of his body was exposed, and one hand was reaching out in front of his body to untie his belt.

"Don't..." Mo Ziyi whispered in despair, tears rolled down his eyes, "Luo Fei..."

The sound of the music stopped abruptly for no reason, and then the door of the box was kicked open, a tall figure stood at the door, his expression could not be seen clearly against the light, only his voice could be heard like the dull sound of ice cubes colliding, deep and low It was cold, with an imposing aura that could not be ignored.

"Tired of life."

Jiang Yun trembled all over, turned his head in panic, his voice trembling: "Luo Fei...?"

Luo Fei didn't look at him, his eyes fell on the large coffee table through the darkness.

The light in the box was turned on, and under the bright light, Mo Ziyi was drenched all over, with strands of hair sticking to his forehead, his face was half pressed, revealing half of his flushed cheeks, blood at the corner of his mouth, and a pair of jet-black His eyes were helpless and desperate, the clothes on the back were half pulled up, sweat was all over the thin white waist and smooth back, the trousers were torn off a little, exposing the edge of a section of underwear.He was panting, like a fish that had been thrown ashore. Although he was soaked all over, he seemed to be so dry that he was about to suffocate, and he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

Luo Fei didn't know his specific thoughts now, he just wanted to kill these few people present.

He walked up to Mo Ziyi step by step, looked down at him, then picked up a wine bottle from the ground, strangled the neck of the man behind Mo Ziyi expressionlessly, pressed him against the wall, pointed the bottle at His forehead was smashed down hard.

Jiang Yun only got together with Luo Fei after Luo Fei returned to his father. At that time, Luo Fei was already a young master in the business field, with a dashing spirit, so Jiang Yun had never seen him so resolute. .He had done similar things because of jealousy before, but Luo Fei had never brought someone here like today.And from the time he entered the door to the time he hit someone, his expression was always heavy, as if he couldn't see any anger, but Jiang Yun knew clearly that if Luo Fei had a gun in his hand, none of them would be able to escape.

Luo Fei turned around and walked to the coffee table, helped Mo Ziyi's trembling body, pulled his clothes and pants, took off his coat and put it on him, slowly hugged him, stroked his hair, and bowed his head. Said, "I'm sorry."

The reaction in Mo Ziyi's body continued, he finally cried, grabbed Luo Fei's skirt, choked up and said, "I'm so uncomfortable...I'm so uncomfortable..."

"I know, don't be afraid, I'll take you away." Luo Fei hugged him horizontally, and Mo Ziyi put his arms around his neck, buried his face in his chest, and cried softly.

"You can't go!" Jiang Yun stretched out his hand to stop Luo Fei, his voice trembling, "Why would he..."

Luo Fei turned slightly to avoid Jiang Yun's hand, and said coldly, "Don't touch him."

He carried Mo Ziyi to the door, and said to the people outside, "Send a lot of them to Uncle He, and he will handle them."

"Yes."

Luo Fei found Mo Ziyi's car and found the key from his trouser pocket. He gently put Mo Ziyi on the back seat, and wanted to get up to drive, but Mo Ziyi stretched out his hot hand to hold him The tie brought him to himself: "I feel bad..."

Luo Fei gritted his teeth: "Be patient, I will take you home."

"I don't want...I feel so bad...they gave me medicine..." Mo Ziyi cried, his eyes were soaked and his face was covered with physical tears, "Please..."

Luo Fei was about to lose his breath, so he broke Mo Ziyi's hand cruelly, closed the car door, got into the driver's seat, and started the car.

Mo Ziyi was lying on the back seat writhing his body, his shirt was completely wet, and he was so hot that he could barely breathe, it seemed like a fire was burning in his chest, and his lower body was even more unbearable.

"I'm uncomfortable..." Mo Ziyi cried hoarsely, his wet neck raised, "I'm so uncomfortable..."

The air in the carriage seemed to be hot and stuffy, Luo Fei resisted not talking to him, and just drove quickly.

When they got downstairs, Luo Fei immediately got out of the car and opened the door, and picked up Mo Ziyi who was hot but soaked.Mo Ziyi hugged Luo Fei's neck as if asking for help, rubbing his blushing face against his neck, moaning with a crying voice.

Luo Fei hugged him and stood in the elevator, his breathing was heavy, his brows were tightly knit, and he didn't even try to stop Mo Ziyi from unbuttoning his shirt.

Back home, Luo Fei's tie had been torn off, and half of the buttons on his shirt had been unbuttoned. Mo Ziyi raised his head and bit his collarbone, making the sound of sucking water, and clung to his body like a cat, breathing fiery.

Luo Fei carried him into the bathroom, put Mo Ziyi into the bathtub, turned on the shower and adjusted the warm water, and poured it on his body, completely wet the already wet shirt, and stuck it close to his body, as if he could see through it. The fabric reflected his reddened skin.

Mo Ziyi trembled all over, thinking that Luo Fei was going to use water to calm himself, his heart was filled with despair, the desire in his chest was about to burst out, all dignity and shame were discarded, his desire overwhelmed all reason.

"I don't want to..." Mo Ziyi stretched out one hand towards Luo Fei while lying in the bathtub, and the other hand firmly clasped the edge of the bathtub, "I don't want... please... I can't take it anymore..."

"Hey, I'm afraid you have broken glass on your body, let's wash it first." Luo Fei pressed him down, his voice trembling slightly.

"I don't want to wash it...it's so uncomfortable..." Mo Ziyi put his arms around Luo Fei's neck, kissed him recklessly, sobbing, "I beg you...give me..."

Luo Fei's throat was tight and he couldn't utter a word. He took off Mo Ziyi's clothes and pants, raised his hand and wrapped a towel around him, picked him up and walked to the room.